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RAE: Alpha Jason Kane is my mate but he doesn’t love me. His nonchalance pushed me into the arms of another man, and then I realized he was Jason’s estranged son. But that’s not all. At work, I signed a contract to document the life of a star hockey player, whom I have to live with and work closely with for the next six months. I just had no idea my mate’s estranged son was the same person again. It seems I can’t avoid Malachar Kane no matter what I do. We’re tied together by fate and bound by something forbidden. MALACHAR: I was cursed by the moon goddess to remain on earth to guard her moon power and destroy anyone who tries to steal it. So when I moved to LA two years ago, the plan was simple. Blend in as a hockey prodigy. Discover the newest thief. Annihilate the threat. Now Rachel Rosier was never supposed to be in the picture. I had thought she would be a random fuck on a cold Christmas night, but she wasn’t. She ruined me. I can’t stop thinking about her. I can’t even breathe without flashbacks from that night. And just when I’m about to complete my mission in this city, I find out she’s married to the Alpha I must kill. The man I call father. Rachel is not just my step mom now. She’s bound to my enemy, and so, I must take her life, too. But I want her like crazy. I shouldn’t. It’s a sin. She’s forbidden on so many grounds, but if I can’t have her, no one will.

The powerful alpha twins fights to become the ultimate alpha of world's largest pack. Fate plays the role, unfortunately both looses their mate on the same day they fight to become alpha. Once the inseparable alpha twins become each other's enemies, always at each other's throat, ready to kill. What happens when moon goddess bless them with second chance human mate? What happens when they discover both have to share a rebellious human as their second chance mate? Will they stop fighting? Or she will suffer?

In my previous life, I was sponsored by a wealthy man and even ended up marrying his daughter. My younger brother, however, struggled at the bottom rung of society. He was jealous that I lived a worry-free life and that I even had a beautiful wife by my side. Meanwhile, he was drowning in gambling debts, constantly having to hide and evade detection. With bloodshot eyes, my brother drags me to the rooftop but accidentally falls down with me. We get reborn on the day the wealthy man selects candidates. This time, he rushes forward and kneels at the wealthy man's feet. "Shane, in this life, the family fortune and the heiress are all mine!" What he doesn't know is that despite having all the money in the world, it doesn't guarantee he'll live to spend it.

"You left these in my rover," he stated, shoving my panties into my hand. "Thought I should return them to you." "Do you want a thank you?" I snapped, quickly tucking the fabric into my pocket before any of my crew could see.*****Theodora Walker never claimed to be perfect. Especially when it came to her love life. The ex-military gunslinger made a name for herself as a galactic freelancer. Handling jobs from hunting down monsters to finding missing girls on her spaceship, Peacemaker, with her closest friends and the best damn crew she could ever want.As the Captain, she never expected to catch feelings for her mechanic, Mads, and tried to overcorrect it by having a one-night stand with a stranger.Now faced with more complications than she can handle she has to find a way to navigate her heart while also navigating the galaxy.The Captain, the Mechanic and the One Night Stand is created by Claire Wilkins, an eGlobal Creative Publishing signed author.

Omegas aren't allowed in the league. Lucian Virek breaks the rule. With his scent suppressed and identity hidden, he steps onto the ice disguised as a Beta , fighting for a place in a world that would destroy him if it knew the truth. He plays clean. He plays smart. He stays invisible. Until Orion Kael starts watching. Captain. Untouchable.Billionaire Heir. The kind of Alpha who doesn't miss anything. Orion doesn't just notice Lucian. He studies him. Corners him. Gets close enough to know , and then closer still. When the truth comes out, he doesn't report it. He keeps it. And he keeps Lucian with it. Now they're rising together as the Twin Aces, the league's most dangerous pair on the ice and its most explosive secret off it. Every game pulls them closer. Every moment of proximity makes Lucian's control harder to hold. And the more Orion refuses to let go, the more dangerous it becomes to want him. The only man powerful enough to protect him is the one who could claim him completely. "You're mine to handle now." Not a command. Not a threat. A decision that changes everything. When the truth finally breaks, and it will, Lucian will have to choose: keep running, or trust the Alpha who refused to walk away.

On the night of her husband's championship game, as the start hockey player, after he has won the trophy, Lori is publicly rejected in front of millions of eyes, and she watches in horror as he claims her best friend instead as his new mate. Lori Steward was the most devoted wife and Luna anyone could have ever wanted, but her efforts were undermined, not only because she is an Omega, but because she's a barren one who hasn't produced an heir for the Alpha since they got mated. Lori is humiliated, mocked for being fat and barren, and also accused of being unfaithful to their 'god', Alpha Silas. Not only that, but her deepest and darkest trauma is revealed to millions, and she knows that particular betrayal comes from her best friend. Due to the infidelity charge laid against her, Lori is almost stoned to death and is given an ultimatum to leave the pack immediately without taking as little as a pin from them, and she is stripped almost naked and pursued by warriors of the pack she once loved and cherished. Lori runs with her heart in her hands, her pregnancy and the only thing that clouds Lori's mind is revenge. She will make sure all of them pay for what they have done to her.

Jace Carter—hockey’s golden boy, my worst nightmare… and now my unwanted obsession. He’s arrogant, smug, and hotter than sin in skates. I told myself I’d never fall for a player like him, but one accidental kiss proves he’s more dangerous off the ice than on it. The problem? Jace doesn’t play fair. And I’m not sure if I want to win… or lose to him completely.

BLURB ‘She was never supposed to be his. That's exactly why he had to have her.’ Harper Thorne knows the rules. Don't get noticed. Don't make enemies. And whatever you do…… never look twice at Asher Kingston. He's the billionaire heir. The hockey captain. The boy every girl at Sterling Academy wants and every smart girl knows to avoid. Harper is smart. She just stopped being invisible at the worst possible moment. Now he owns her time, her schedule, and every room she walks into. Personal assistant. That's what he calls it. What it really is — is a game. And Asher Kingston plays to win. She tells herself she hates him. She almost believes it. Until the night he pins her against the wall of the rink and says her name like it's something he's been keeping in his mouth for weeks. Until his hands are in her hair and his voice drops to something low and private that was never meant for anyone else. "You were supposed to be easy to break." She isn't. And now neither is he. But wanting her is the most dangerous thing Asher has ever done. Because someone is watching. Someone who knows exactly what Harper means to him now — and plans to use it. He thought he was punishing her. Turns out, she's the only thing standing between him and everything he's about to lose. *********************** For readers who like possessive heroes, slow-burn tension that snaps, and love stories that hurt before they heal. ‘He came for her silence. He stayed for so much more.’

My daughter, Jillian Hamilton, viewed me as a love rival since she was a kid. Every time my husband, Kelvin Hamilton, and I attempted to engage in bedroom activities, she'd rush into our room to split us up. "You slut of a mom! Stop seducing my dad!" When Kelvin placed some food on my plate, Jillian wept loudly while climbing up the rooftop. "I'll jump off the building right now unless you stay away from Mom, Dad!" Even when I was putting on makeup, Jillian would mock me incessantly. "No matter how much you doll yourself up, an old hag like you can never compete against me." Later on, Kelvin got caught cheating on me with another woman. I was worried that Jillian might get bullied by her new stepmother, Maisie Ferrera, so I did everything I could to fight for her custody. But Jillian splashed me with sulphuric acid hysterically. "You can forget about separating me and Dad! Dad can only be mine!" Noting how pitiful I was, the omnipotent being decided to give me a chance to get reborn. This time, I give up on Jillian's custody without hesitation. "From now on, I just want to stay as far as I can from Jillian!"

When I was seven years old, a handsome man Mom brought home gave me a box of mangoes. That day, Dad watched me happily eating the mangoes as he signed his name on the divorce agreement. Then, he jumped to his death. From that day on, mangoes became a lifelong nightmare for me. So, on our wedding day, I told my wife, Irene Johnson, "If you ever want a divorce, just give me a mango." She held me without saying a word. From that moment on, mangoes became forbidden for her as well. … On the fifth Christmas Eve after we got married, Irene's childhood sweetheart, Steven Carter, placed a mango on her desk. That same day, she announced that she was cutting ties with him and fired him from the company. That day, I felt that she was the woman destined for me. ... Six months later, I return from overseas after closing a billion-dollar deal. At the celebration dinner, Irene hands me a drink. After I drink half of it, Steven, the man who was kicked out of the company, stands behind me and grins. "Is the mango juice good?" he asks. I look at Irene in disbelief, but she is holding back a laugh. "Don't be mad. Steve insisted I play a joke on you. I didn't give you a mango, just a bottle of its juice. "But I think Steve is right. There's something wrong with you for not eating mangoes. Look at how much you enjoyed it just now!" she says. I keep a cold expression, raise my hand, and splash the remaining mango juice onto her face. Then, I turn and walk away. Some things are never a joke. Mangoes aren't, and neither is my decision to divorce.